Originally, the crowd had been trying hard to keep their presence low. Upon hearing Mu Tingfeng's abrupt question, they were so shocked that they nearly burst into tears.
The crowd locked gazes with one another timidly. They were at a loss for a few seconds before they shook their heads in unison.
Looking at the servants who had been scared out of their wits and almost cried out, Zhao Youlin rolled her eyes in resignation. She was helpless with the fact that the certain one always used his status and stoic face to force others to succumb to his will.
Mu Tingfeng nodded with satisfaction upon seeing the crowd's cooperation. The next moment, he cocked one of his eyebrows and asked coldly, "Are you guys very free now?"
Again, the crowd was in a daze. It took some time for them before they snapped out of their dazes. They bowed at the person, who had exhausted his energy, one after another in a flurry of motion before they turned around and rushed downstairs.
